Sex is the Best Way to Learn About Other Cultures. - Chapter 1.5 Female Perspective

“You’re really stupid, aren’t you?”

In the end, I spent the entire night being defiled by this man.

I was made to climax countless times, and he came inside me just as often. I simply fulfilled my role as this bastard’s slave, doing exactly as I was told.

This Japanese proved more sexually voracious than I’d imagined, repeatedly knocking me out with his relentless thrusts.

He came inside me over a dozen times, and the number of times he made me climax was three or four times greater than that.

“Tell me your address. If I get pregnant, I’ll make you marry me.”

After being fucked like that a dozen times, I started thinking these ridiculous things.

He’d spilled so much inside me. Those sperm were determined to swim down my cervix and fertilize my egg. Unless either of us was infertile, pregnancy was inevitable. The only question now was whether the fertilized egg would implant. That was a matter for God alone to decide.

If I were pregnant with this man’s child, I’d interpret my mother’s words as “Follow this man.”

If not pregnant, I’d take my father’s words as “Shouldering Socias’s darkness, die quietly.”

What a stupid gamble.

To begin with, entrusting my life to such uncertainty isn’t me.

But Socias is gone now.

The boss of Socias that I was no longer exists. All that remains is a blank, empty world stretching before me.

In that case, I thought, why not at least decide the first step by rolling the dice?

After all, even my entire Socias lineage was the result of a birth’s dice roll.

“Dice, Ke…”

That’s probably how it’s read.

The passport handed to me by the man bore those words.

Never would I have imagined entrusting my life to a Japanese man nearly a generation younger than me.

From the start, getting involved in this was impossible. The fact that it happened on the day of Socias’s dissolution might suggest something significant.

“I’ll give it back. It might not be enough for last night’s s3x, though.”

I shoved the stack of bills I’d taken from Daisuke back at him.

It wasn’t mine to begin with anyway. Even if it had become mine at that moment, last night’s s3x was worth every cent of this.

At the very least, I’d gained something I never expected – a dice.

But Daisuke looked like a pigeon that had swallowed a bean cannon, utterly bewildered. His face seemed to say he found it unnatural to have his own money returned.

“Take it and stop making a fuss. You’ll cause problems if you stay here any longer.”

I forced the stack of bills into Daisuke’s hand.

There was no way I’d start a new life here with a Japanese youth in this hideout.

If I were to start over, it would be on some island in the East Japan, the country where he was born and raised.

“This is where we part ways. If we made a kid, maybe a different future could’ve come true.”

I started climbing the stairs to the outside, shotgun and knife in hand.

Even if fertilization occurred, implantation is unlikely to occur.

Most likely, probably, definitely—I’m not pregnant.

“Well, I don’t know if the daytime world will come to me now,”

Taking one last look at Daisuke’s dull face, I turned towards the exit.

This was probably the last time I’d see him.

But what if this wasn’t the last–

Diana Socias might end up starting a new family in the country of Japan.